Tetro
This story should have been told as an Opera not as a film. It failed as a filmed opera because the moral fiber of nearly all of the characters was indistinct; one felt that he/she shouldn't really like most of them at all and it was easy to adopt a largely indifferent attitude to their "plight". In a staged opera that would have been transcended in the way that is typical for Grand Opera [ie hyper dramatized characters]. This movie was at once surreal, self absorbed, grandiose, Catholic, and kinda derivative. Marlon Brando envy strikes a chord here. Nice choreopgraphy and well conceived use of music. Weird camera angles sometimes. Crazy Dadaist-like theatre scenes that are typical of post-modernist France but I wonder about Buenos Aries. If you dig Coppola you'll probably like this flick, I suspect that I just didn't get it [like I didn't really get Coppola's Viet Namized version of Heart of Darkness]. The "edge of madness" themes of Coppola are becoming somewhat tired.